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The station

Author: Jojo
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-10 22:38:34

Evelyn’s POV

The moment I opened my eyes, my throat felt like sandpaper, my lips dry and cracked, but I forced myself to speak. The words came out slower than I expected, but firm.

"Let’s get a divorce."

The air in the room shifted like I had just shattered glass. It was the first time I had ever spoken to Louis with my voice, my real voice, and those were the words I gave him.

I hesitated at first. My fingers curled around the bedsheet, heart thudding painfully against my chest. I hadn’t spoken to him since the wedding day. I hadn’t spoken to anyone in a long time. He didn’t even know I could talk. But now he did. And from the way his eyes widened, from the way his lips parted in disbelief, I knew he had suspected all along.

He just never said anything.

And I couldn’t keep hiding anymore. There was no point. No safety in silence. So I said it, finally, and I meant every syllable.

I was going to divorce him.

My heart was broken in ways he could never fix. Not with words. Not with time
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